Everything happened too fast!

From the sudden disappearance of Yagami Qingtian to the blasting away of Feng Caichen by a punch, it was only a matter of a moment!

"Old Feng!!"

Above the void, Ye Wuque roared, with a bone-chilling chill in his tone!

He knew that Yagami Qingtian did it on purpose!

Yagami Qingtian didn't dare and couldn't kill himself, because he was the key to unlocking the curse of the Yagami clan, but compared to killing himself, Yagami Qingtian wanted to retaliate against himself from the heart!

Make yourself suffer, make yourself... worse off than death!

So, Yagami Qingtian chose to target Feng Caichen!

In the distance, Yagami Qingtian stood high in the sky, and a touch of superior sarcasm surged in his cold eyes at this moment. The aura of the Nine-Layered Sky-Trampling enveloped Ye Wuque, restricting Ye Wuque's actions and making him unable to move!

Yagami Qingtian seemed to appreciate this scene at the moment, and appreciated Ye Wuque's expression at the moment, and his indifferent voice exploded!

"Don't worry, he's dead after my punch, and there's no pain. At most, his bones are broken, his meridians are torn, and his body is turned into mud. It's nothing."

There was a kind of playfulness and cruelty in the tone of Yashen Qingtian!

"Watching your friend die in front of you, but you are powerless and don't even have a chance to take a look. Ye Wuque, how do you feel?"

Physical revenge has always been the lowest. Only the explosion and blow from the heart, spirit, and will are the most satisfying!

Four elders of the Eight Gods died in the hands of Ye Wuque, and there was also an Eight-fold Sky-stepping!

How could Yashen Qingtian not hate this?

But he couldn't kill Ye Wuque, but he was best at being vicious and cruel, and there were many ways to deal with Ye Wuque, making him live a life worse than death!

Hearing what Yashen Qingtian said, Ye Wuque had no expression on his face, the cold light in his bright eyes was as thick as substance, the holy fighting spirit around him was boiling, and his body was squeezed madly, trying to break free from the pressure of Yashen Qingtian!

"It's such a joy to watch you struggle and suffer. Do you really want to be with your friend? Unfortunately, even if you struggle out, what's the use? Your friend is already dead!"

Yagami Qingtian teased Ye Wuque and constantly attacked him with his words!

"Ahem..."

But just as Yagami Qingtian's voice fell, bursts of coughing suddenly came from the huge pit on the ground where Feng Caichen smashed!

The moment he heard the cough, Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly lit up!

This was Lao Feng's cough!

"I knew that Lao Feng would not die so easily!"

Ye Wuque breathed a sigh of relief, but Yagami Qingtian's face became a little ugly at this time!

He was talking a lot here, and he originally thought that he could use the death of the white-clothed swordsman to hit Ye Wuque, making the other party live a life worse than death and collapse his will, but now the white-clothed swordsman is not dead at all!

Yagami Qingtian suddenly felt like an idiot, talking nonsense here, and got slapped in the face!

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the huge pit on the ground!

Inside, a tall figure holding a sword slowly stood up, his breath was a little disordered, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. It was Feng Caichen!

However, an ancient armor appeared around Feng Caichen at some point, emitting a hazy light, covering him completely.

The armor looked a little broken and very vicissitudes, as if it would crack at any time, but it was precisely because of the existence of this armor that Feng Caichen was protected and blocked the terrible punch of Yagami Qingtian just now, but was only injured by the shock.

"Thanks to the ancient armor given by the great elder, otherwise, I would have shed a layer of skin if I didn't die from that blow just now."

A hint of softness flashed in Feng Caichen's clear and bright eyes, but the next moment, a hint of sharpness surged out of it again. He suddenly raised his head and looked down into the void!

Because Yagami Qingtian has already... killed again!

"I want to see how many punches your tattered armor can block! Even if you can block it, the fist of this clan leader can shock you to death!"

"Ye Wuque! I said, I must make you suffer so much that you would rather die than live! Just open your eyes and watch carefully!"

The cold, vicious, cruel and indifferent voice echoed, and the figure of Yagami Qingtian appeared three feet in front of Feng Caichen again, with his right fist raised, and the Emperor Fist reappeared!

Boom!

The violent fist came with the rolling emperor's aura, the void was shattered, the earth was cracked, and Yagami Qingtian's fist came out in anger, directly hitting Feng Caichen!

Feng Caichen's pupils shrank slightly, and he saw a crazy enlarged fist in front of his eyes!

At the critical moment, he raised his sword and blocked it in front of him. At the same time, the hazy light from the ancient armor around him enveloped his whole body!

Bang!

Feng Caichen was blown away again, coughing up blood from the corner of his mouth, dragging his body on the ground, tearing through the earth, destroying everywhere, and smashing hard into a mountain!

Fortunately, he

was protected by the ancient armor, and he finally took the second punch from Yagami Qingtian!

Seeing this, a sharp light flashed in Yagami Qingtian's cold eyes. Without any pause, he kicked his right foot and chased Feng Caichen, raising his right fist again!

"Die!"

The indifferent and vicious voice fell, and Yagami Wufeng blasted out the third punch!

Feng Caichen's face was calm, without joy or sadness, and a trace of peerless sharpness flashed in his still clear and bright eyes. At this moment, from his neck, inside the collar, a faint light suddenly shone, and it seemed that a vague shape of a sword-shaped pendant could be seen.

But the next moment, Feng Caichen's eyes were fixed!

Because in front of him, a figure suddenly appeared, with thick hair dancing wildly, six arms across the sky, and three fist intentions blooming. It was Ye Wuque!

Ye Wuque came to block the punch of Eight Gods Qingtian for Feng Caichen!

However, whether it was Ye Wuque or Feng Caichen at the moment, they were far from being the opponent of Nine-Layered Eight Gods Qingtian!

Boom!

Even though Ye Wuque's three fist intentions had the battle character formula that tripled his combat power, he still couldn't stop the punch of Yashin Qingtian and was directly smashed!

And Yashin Qingtian's fist swept across with the remaining power!

"Old Ye!"

Feng Caichen shouted when he saw this, and a trace of madness flashed in his clear and bright eyes. He took a desperate step forward, opened his arms and saved Ye Wuque from behind, and then turned around!

In an instant, under Ye Wuque's shocked eyes, he and Feng Caichen directly exchanged positions. He faced backwards, while Feng Caichen's back was facing the fist of Yashin Qingtian!

"What a touching friendship of life and death! Then you deserve to die!"

Yashin Qingtian let out a grim laugh, staring at Feng Caichen, and his right fist was even more fierce!

Bang!

The terrible fist force exploded, and the land within a radius of hundreds of miles collapsed directly by hundreds of feet. Several mountains not far away collapsed down, a doomsday scene!

In the distant sky, Ba Shen Xie, who was fighting with Mu Er, saw this scene and immediately laughed cruelly!

"This elder said that someone would come to deal with them!"

Mu Er did not speak, but a trace of worry and confusion flashed in his eyes under the mask!

"Where is Senior Miao Miao?"

Wow!

Two figures flew out and fell on the ground. They were Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen!

"Old Feng!"

After Ye Wuque landed, he tried his best to stabilize his body, and immediately looked at Old Feng with an anxious tone!

"I... I'm fine!"

Feng Caichen also stabilized his figure, but it seemed that he was fine!

Ba Shen Qingtian's terrifying third punch hit Feng Caichen's back firmly. Even if there was an ancient armor, it would not be useless!

Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen met each other's eyes, both puzzled, but then their eyes were fixed, as if they thought of something!

"Miao Miao!"

Ye Wuque whispered in his heart, with a touch of surprise in his tone!

"Tsk! You two finally thought of this fairy?"

The pouting voice of Fairy Miaomiao immediately rang in Ye Wuque's mind.